Editor’s note: Our friend and colleague Bill Burke, who passed away in October, wrote this several months ago. It’s the last piece of his we’ll publish in New Hampshire Magazine, and we’re grateful for one more chance to chuckle at his singular sense of humor.
There was a time when the leg lamp in the front window of our southern New Hampshire home acted as a beacon to all passersby: Herein resides a weirdo.
Something peckish this way comes.
We’re glad you’re here. We just might not tell you.
New Hampshire residents, particularly in the southern part of the state, have had a good number of renowned encounters with extraterrestrials and their futuristic transports — Betty and Barney Hill and the Exeter Incident among the more notable. When’s it…
Resident bouncer-turned-editor Bill Burke reflects on his (not so) glory days.
Bill Burke discusses the degree of our Granite State snobbery.
NH comedian Jimmy Dunn found an audience during the shutdown – Mikey at the town dump.
Back when we could lick doorknobs with relative abandon, we would do things to keep from being bored — they just never really rose to the level of “hobby.”
Of bow ties, benevolence and bouncing.
